Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda
Pablo Nerudawas the pen name and, later, legal name of the Chilean poet-diplomat and politician Ricardo Eliécer Neftalí Reyes Basoalto. He derived his pen name from the Czech poet Jan Neruda. Neruda won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1971...
NationalityChilean
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth12 July 1904
CityParral, Chile
CountryChile
stars love-is water
Love is the mystery of water and a star.
love sweet-love night
Love! Love until the night collapses!
eye rocks hands
This time is difficult, wait for me: we will live it out vividly. Give me your small hand: we will rise and suffer, we will feel and rejoice. We are once more the pair who lived in bristling places, in harsh nests in the rock. This time is difficult, wait for me with a basket, with a shovel, with your shoes and your clothes. Now we need each other not only for the carnations' sake, not only to look for honey: we need our hands to wash with and to make fire, and so let our difficult time stand up to infinity with four hands and four eyes.
wall flower night
Our love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that's why the clay and the flower, the mud and the roots know your name.
roots tree splendor
Why do trees conceal the splendor of their roots?
color hands laughing
I hunger for your sleek laugh and your hands the color of a furious harvest. I want to eat the sunbeams flaring in your beauty.
flower horizon each-day
In you is the illusion of each day. You arrive like the dew to the cupped flowers. You undermine the horizon with your absence. Eternally in flight like the wave.
pain writing suffering
Tonight I can write the saddest lines...Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.
bird language translations
Como se acuerda con los pajarosla traduccion de sus idiomas?How is the translation of their languages Arranged with the birds?
children garden childhood
Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood.
love long forget
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
rain fall heart
If you no longer live, if you my beloved, my love, if you have died, all the leaves will fall in my breast, it will rain in my soul night and day, the snow will burn my heart, I shall walk with frost and fire and death and snow, my feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, but I shall live
sweet love-is two
To love is to tilt with the lightning, two bodies routed by a single honey's sweet.
prayer doubt excellence
Without doubt I praise the wild excellence...